Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique
Chapter 145 - 142: The Seventy-Two Demon Dens! The Scheme of Great Sage Moxu!

Chapter 145: Chapter 142: The Seventy-Two Demon Dens! The Scheme of Great Sage Moxu!

The Great Jin consisted of thirty-six states.

Yet beyond the borders of Great Jin lay seventy-two Demon Dens!

These seventy-two Demon Dens were scattered in all directions around Great Jin.

What’s more, some were directly within the territories of Great Jin itself!

Among these, Moxu Demon Lair was located deep within the Mo Xu Mountain Range, adjacent to Qingzhou, and was one of the Demon Dens beyond Great Jin.

The lord of this Moxu Demon Lair was a Bear Demon in the Great Saint Realm!

On the way to Moxu Demon Lair, Zhao Li gave Qin Zheng a brief overview of the situation regarding the Demon Dens.

Upon hearing this, Qin Zheng’s brow furrowed slightly, and his expression turned solemn.

There were only eighteen National Martial Saints among the thirty-six states of Great Jin.

But the seventy-two Demon Dens represented at least seventy-two Demon Saints of the Demon race, peer to the Martial Saints!

Eighteen versus seventy-two meant that each National Martial Saint would have to confront four Great Demons of the Demon race, creating an exceptionally imbalanced state of affairs!

Under Zhao Li’s slow narration,

Qin Zheng was for the first time gaining such a comprehensive understanding of the current situation in Great Jin.

No wonder the Cangyuan Dragon Lord was about to ascend, yet no National Martial Saint had come forward to thoroughly annihilate it.

The eighteen National Martial Saints needed to always defend the land of Great Jin’s thirty-six states, deter the seventy-two Demon Dens, and guard against the Great Demons of the Demon race.

In such circumstances, they indeed found themselves somewhat overextended; unless absolutely necessary, they wouldn’t easily make a move.

"The path of a Martial Saint is fraught with difficulties. Among the countless martial artists across the thirty-six states of Great Jin, only eighteen have become National Martial Saints,"

Zhao Li remarked with emotion.

Then, seeing Qin Zheng’s serious expression, he hurriedly explained that although Great Jin only had eighteen National Martial Saints, it didn’t mean there were only eighteen Martial Saints in the Human race.

Inside and outside the territories of Great Jin, there were six top-tier jianghu powers, each housing at least one Martial Saint.

All things considered, the Human race also had nearly thirty Martial Saints.

And in terms of offensive capabilities, Martial Saints, who weren’t just reliant on bloodline sorceries like the Great Saints of the Demon race, were much stronger.

So, nearly thirty Martial Saints facing over seventy Great Saints of the Demon race didn’t amount to such a big gap; this could barely maintain a balance.

Qin Zheng nodded in acknowledgment upon hearing this, also curious about these six top-tier powers.

However, Zhao Li didn’t elaborate further, only sighing that if the Quanyang Gao Family wished to establish themselves independently, they could instantly become a top-tier power.

After all, of the eighteen National Martial Saints in Great Jin, the Quanyang Gao Family alone accounted for six, which was the reason behind their domineering conduct.

Hearing this, Qin Zheng was slightly silent, not engaging in conversation.

He understood the purpose behind Zhao Li’s words; they were a reminder to him.

Even if the Quanyang Gao Family acted oppressively, as long as they didn’t threaten the very survival of Great Jin, with the backing of six National Martial Saints, they wouldn’t cause much trouble.

After all, the Great Jin Dynasty also relied on these six National Martial Saints and wouldn’t easily provoke the Quanyang Gao Family.

In such a situation, even if he stood on the side of justice and offended the Quanyang Gao Family, he might not end up better off.

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior,"

As thoughts raced through his mind, Qin Zheng still bowed his thanks to Zhao Li.

No matter the actual circumstances, this supreme Great Grandmaster from the Taiwu Academy meant well for him at heart.

However, what Qin Zheng was truly thinking was known to no one.

As for his outward appearance, he still maintained his composure, as if unaffected by any influence.

Zhao Li watched Qin Zheng carry himself in such a manner and slightly nodded. Situated in the Imperial Capital Taiwu Institution, he had seen many a genius. But few were like Qin Zheng, who had risen from humble beginnings with a heart for greater causes, prompting him to offer additional advice.

Whether Qin Zheng took the advice was not something he could control.

Afterward, the two of them rode Demon Horses silently, speeding towards the Mo Xu Mountain Range.

The Demon Horses the two riders mounted were infused with a trace of Flood Dragon blood, enabling their incredible speed.

Half a day later, they arrived at Yongan County, reaching the border between Qingzhou and the Mo Xu Mountain Range.

By this time, a person was already waiting there.

Xiang Qingyu’s figure was tall and burly, holding a large halberd in his hand and riding on a demon horse, looking every bit the general commanding vast armies, imposing and majestic.

Upon seeing Qin Zheng, a trace of discomfort flashed across his face, accompanied by an involuntary look of admiration.

Then, his eyes turned to Zhao Li. Dismounting from the horse, he respectfully said,

"Xiang Qingyu of Lin Yuan City, greets Lord Zhao!" Zhao Li chuckled and waved his hand, replying,

"There is no need for formalities!"

At the same time, Zhao Li and Qin Zheng also dismounted their horses.

With the Provincial Governor’s Mansion’s blockade lifted, news from Lin Yuan City could quickly reach Yongan County.

Xiang Qingyu was naturally aware of the battle above the Cangyuan River outside Lin Yuan City and the reasons for the presence of these two here.

To enter the depths of the Mo Xu Mountain Range and strike to intimidate the Moxu Demon Lair!

"Has there been any unusual activity in the Mo Xu Mountain Range lately?" Zhao Li’s eyes turned to the dark, towering mountains ahead as he asked.

Xiang Qingyu immediately responded,

"No! Everything in the Mo Xu Mountain Range is normal; there have been no unusual occurrences!"

Logically speaking, with the Moxu Demon Lair having made such a grand effort to assist the Cangyuan Dragon Lord’s ascension, they must have had an ulterior motive.

And now that the Cangyuan Dragon Lord has been slain, and the Moxu Demon Lair unable to achieve what they were plotting, it was expected that some commotion would arise.

The current lack of any unusual activity seemed rather abnormal.

However, Zhao Li simply nodded in response and didn’t entertain any undue thoughts, remaining calm.

He was also a Great Grandmaster who was just one step away from advancing to Martial Saint!

With his skills, even if faced with a Demon race Great Saint, he could still exchange a blow or two.

So even if the Bear Tribe Great Saint from the Moxu Demon Lair had any schemes, Zhao Li remained completely unfazed.

This composure helped to settle the somewhat uneasy thoughts that Xiang Qingyu had been harboring.

After all, that was a Demon Lair with a Demon race Great Saint in residence. If something went wrong and provoked a counterattack from the Demon Lair, it would be disastrous.

"Alright, let’s go then." With that, Zhao Li turned to Qin Zheng and spoke.

Qin Zheng nodded, then turned to Xiang Qingyu and said,

"A Great Grandmaster from Camp Jiazi will soon be assigned to guard Yongan County; you may return to Lin Yuan City."

After speaking, Qin Zheng used Qinggong and rushed towards the depths of the Mo Xu Mountain Range.

There were no inhabitants or roads in the Mo Xu Mountain Range, making traveling by Qinggong faster than on horseback.

Watching the departing figures of Qin Zheng and the others, Xiang Qingyu involuntarily clenched the halberd in his hand, his eyes revealing a touch of envy.

...

Meanwhile.

Just as the two entered the Mo Xu Mountain Range.

In the depths of the mountain range, where groups of demons gathered and the sky was dark and lightless,

a giant serpent slowly coiled around the mountains, its vertical pupils coldly fixed in the direction of Qingzhou.

"Holy Envoy, will Great Jin really send someone?" asked a Great Demon of the Demon Saint Realm, stationed below the serpent.

The giant serpent didn’t answer but turned its gaze to a mountain peak nearby.

There, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary disposition sat cross-legged with eyes closed.

"As you’ve said, will that lad who killed the Cang Yuan bring the Cang Yuan’s Demon Core here?" the serpent inquired slowly.

Upon hearing this, the man also opened his eyes, which appeared indifferent and void of emotion.

"Yes," he responded plainly, without elaboration.

The serpent nodded slightly, asking no further questions, but rather mused to itself,

"We must get that False True Dragon Demon Pill into our possession."

"That way... we can continue with our plans!"